DESCRIPTION:
Track 9 from Siren's Song.

Lyrics:
Here we go boys over the top,
In a God forsaken land,
Validated, justified,
Gonna help our brothers in a jam.
There's a mad dog runnin' wild,
And the whole world must be told.
But we don't want nobody talking 'bout black gold.

It's outrageous, it's a crime,
A tragedy a sad affair,
They got civil war and poverty,
But if they ain't got it over there,
I don't think we should rush in shooting,
Don't think we can be that bold.
'Cause we ain't gonna fight if they ain't got no black gold.

There ain't nothing there.
No black gold.
There ain't nothing there.
No, no black gold.

[INSTRUMENTAL]

There's nothing buried 'neath the desert sands,
To make us run away in fright,
But we can't let our people know,
We gotta keep 'em petrified.
We can blame bad information,
We're acting out what we're told.

And we'll never admit that it's all about black gold.
And we don't want nobody talking 'bout black gold.
No, we ain't gonna fight if they ain't got no black gold.

There ain't nothing there.
No black gold.
There ain't nothing there.
No, no black gold.